|Jonas Joseph Jane (jonasjustjokes) wrote in utr_logs,|
@ 2008-07-28 17:53:00
|Entry tags:||belladonna boudreaux|
Who: Jonas and Belle
What: A favor from a friend.
Warnings: Some blood, most likely.
Jonas was sitting on the couch in his apartment waiting for Belle to come. He'd shed the trench coat and leather outfit he'd come to his senses wearing and had gotten into something decidedly more comfortable--jeans and a giant sweater. He was feeling vulnerable and hurting, so he'd picked out his favorite sweater, the one with sleeves that were so long they fell over his hands.
Bad enough that he'd been bitching at everyone, bad enough that his whole body felt like every punishment it had every gone through had just happened yesterday. But the collar was on, and he was too scared, to frozen, to take it off.
He felt like a coward calling out for help, and the fact that he didn't want anyone to see him like this made it even harder to do so. But, hopefully, they could get it over with as quickly as possible.
It dug into his neck even now, drawing fresh blood. It hurt...and for once, he didn't like that feeling.